Struggle in a Bungalow Kitchen
The trials and tribulations of one fairly mis-educated homemaker to find peace, proficiency and satisfaction in the kitchen. . .and the world.
















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Leah/Female/36-40. Lives in United States/Minnesota/Red Wing, speaks English and Spanish. Eye color is blue. I am a babe. I am also optimistic. My interests are Cooking, History, /Domesticity, Feminism, New Urbanism.
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Monday, September 05, 2005
 

It's labor day and I'm working hard this morning, deep cleaning the kitchen.  The strange odor of yesterday was evidently emanating from the kitchen trash.  I took the bag out and disinfected the can.  Now I've moved on to the pantry cupboard. 

I discovered the source of a recent flurry of pantry moths--weevils happily munching on some old pistachios. So out they went, along with any opened package of beans, lentils, or grains that were anywhere in the vicinity.  I'm just going to start fresh with new legumes, nuts and grains as needed.  Honestly, I don't know why I hoard things that I use so infrequently--or else I need a better system of hoarding. 

But the mother of all disgusting finds this morning was some strange object floating in an old bottle of Colavita White Wine Vinegar.  It was a thick little glob, about 2.5 inches in length, that looked like a pickled, circumcised dwarf penis. 

Of course I had to google the phrase "floating in my vinegar!" to see what it could be.  (Alternatively, I could have googled "circumcised dwarf penis", but I'm sure that phrase never existed until just now.)

Apparently it could be some sort of naturally occurring substance, called, appropriately "the mother." and charmingly described as "placenta-like", especially when it forms in red-wine vinegar. If I wanted, I could transfer it to a bottle of wine and make my own vinegar. 

But even if I wasn't thoroughly disgusted by this thing, I'm not sure why I'd want to ruin a good bottle of wine, when vinegar is so much cheaper.  Maybe this mother is a coveted item, but I'm quite happy to let my mini-Rasputin go down the drain. 


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